Cannibalistic Cannibals
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Last published Thu, Aug 18, 2016
In a world where cannibals make the rules, things aren't fun anymore. there are no movie theater showings, no electricity for television, no WiFi. That's what hit kind of hard on the population of planet. No more WiFi, no more life right? Charles and I learned the hard way. My poor deaf brother and I had to learn to survive, cause these cannibals aren't zombies. No, they are real live people who have full control over their body functions. I'm just 17! There's no way I can take care of a little brother, run from cannibals, and...run into my ex? Not only that, but when did cannibalistic cows come into the picture?
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